

Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 He bakes the breads by morning light Sweet dough, flour, a friendly smile But by night he prowls the shadows of his mind Testing boundaries, crossing the line He takes them under promise of a ride “Downtown, I’ll take you back safe,” he lied Found a map hidden behind his bed With little X’s marking where the bodies fled Pre-Chorus He said he’d start with any girl who caught his eye Then learned who wouldn’t be missed, whose voices wouldn’t rise Chorus Marked on the map, shadows in the wild Good girls, bad girls, hunted like a child He flies them out, sets them loose, then hunts them down Bob the Baker wears the monster’s crown Verse 2 Cindy Paulson said the basement wall, the pole, the chain “In my hands I see their trophies, I see the names” Weapons, jewelry, IDs stashed away Of women vanished in nights with no more day He claimed “If they resisted, upset me, I’d turn them loose” Bare naked, in the bush — then they’d run from what they knew Pre-Chorus He thought the wilderness his perfect stage A twisted playbook for terror, rage A rifle, a plane, a map sealed with guilt 17 graves he led them to, though not all were built Chorus Marked on the map, shadows in the wild Good girls, bad girls, hunted like a child He flies them out, sets them loose, then hunts them down Bob the Baker wears the monster’s crown Bridge “And it worked!” they said, the mask slipped away The baker, the husband, the man gone astray “His face got really red… hair stood up on the back of his neck” Transformation from small man to malice unchecked Good girls he said he wouldn't kill But bad girls, he claimed, were outside the rules he’d will “My problems from school, my stutter, my scars” He built his hatred underneath the stars Final Chorus / Outro Marked on the map, shadows in the wild Good girls, bad girls, hunted like a child He flies them out, sets them loose, then hunts them down Bob the Baker wears the monster’s crown No parole, no peace, 461 years of chains But scars run deeper than any of his graves Marked on the map were the names, stolen lives Under the wilderness, under his lies
Tags
Industrial, nu metal, alternative, glitch, abstract, male
3:03
No
9/20/2025